I quickly leaned back from out of her site, and tried to act as cool as possible. When she finally walked past me, I spoke to her."Hey. You ok?"I must...have scared her half to death because she jumped about a foot in the air, pivoting to turn and face me. Her eyes were looking right at mine, a deep and enchanting brown. She had some of the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. I smiled at her when our eyes met."Yea, I'm ok I guess. Why do all of you men have to be such assholes?" she said very. Got my sexy things on 4 U bae'"Looks like we're going to have company," I said, showing her thephone. "We've got to get rid of him or hide him," said Claire.A thought flashed across my mind. I couldn't tell if it was anoriginal thought or something that forced its way into my brain,but....."I know what to do."Claire and I carried the limp body of Corey into our bedroom, then intoour closet. There, blinking in the darkness, were two charging ports."When did we get a second one?" Claire asked.I. UMMMM. I could never win and Mark relished in verbally humiliating me while acting out his bondage fantasies on my poor GI Joe.One afternoon we were playing the GI Joe game, mom was out all day and Mark, having fooled her into thinking he was a responsible young man, was in charge. As usual, my Joe was bound, naked, and fully interrogated. Mark was especially crude and descriptive in relating the depraved things he would visit on my helpless Joe if he didn’t inform on the commander, which. The flushing toilet was a final touch of luxury.After tipping the porter he wasted no time in taking a bath, his first since boarding the train. He was wearing his long johns with a bathrobe over him when Mr. Smithers returned with three other Indian gentlemen wearing European clothing, but with Nebbi caps. The elder, obviously the employer of the other two, was introduced as a Mr. Pattal. Mr. Smithers took charge, informing him that David required a full wardrobe that must be ready by Monday.